Chapter 167

• MICHEAL'S POV
• What could she possibly be doing in the bathroom for this long?
• I sat at the edge of the bed, running my hand through my hair and glancing at the closed door again. She'd been in there for nearly half an hour, and the only sound I heard was running water and an occasional soft sigh. Could she be throwing up? Probably the morning sickness had been hitting her again, and it tore at me that there was nothing I could do to make it easier.